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So, mate, lemme tell ya—findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. Streets crawl with ‘em sometimes, eyes glintin’ like goblins. My precious coin, they wants it! Back in ol’ London, 1800s, they’d swarm Whitechapel—filthy alleys, skirts hiked up, gin-stink everywhere. Made me mad, it did—poor sods, half-starved, yet here I am, judgin’. Still, s’pose it’s better than fishin’ in the muck, eh?

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A dead prostitute. A missing garden hoe. Who hoed the ho? Five jailbird teens are sentenced to do community service time at the Olive Branch.

Now I'm not gonna lie – Borger can get frickin' mad sometimes. Traffic? Boy, you’d think it's a convention of snails. And the heat – it's like steppin' into a grill sometimes. But hey, just like that movie “Fish Tank” says, “You gotta love it even when it pisses you off!” Uh, something like that.

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